Tempe stood in the lab looking over the bones that had been found. Zach was next to her helping out in any way he could while Hodgins was working in his office. Angela had been asked to identify some other faces before getting to work on the case, Tempe wanted to explain the situation to her, and then ask if she was up for it.

"The body appears to be anywhere from two to three months old. Female, Caucasian." She spoke into her tape recorder. "Judging from how the ribs are, the victim was punched in the stomach a little too hard, however, at the severity of the broken ribs, the death was intended."

"Dr. Brennan, there are still fragments of hair on the victim." Zach said motioning to the skull.

"perfect." She said half frustrated and half relieved. "Clean the hair off, but keep it. When it comes to infants we can't go on a face. The DNA could match the mothers."

"Bones!" a voice called from behind her, making her turn. Booth was running up to her, once could tell he was pissed off.

"Booth is something wrong?" she asked turning to face him as he made his way to her side.

"After you left, we found four other bodies." He said a little out of breath.

"Bring them in." she said making room on a few other tables.

"You guys know where to put them." Booth called as eight different guys walked in, two per body.

Once the bodies were placed on a bed tables Tempe got to work on all five of them, going over the skull structure, the way the bones had been broken, and the age of the children.

"What do we have?" Booth asked, trying to hold his composure.

"We have us, four children under the age of one, and one child that looks to be from the age of two to five." She explained, walking over to the desk and grabbing the tape recorder again.

"What are you doing?" Booth asked watching her grab the recorder and walk back to his side.

"I'm working." She said pressing record and began to speak. "Body number two, male, African American, around the age of three to six months. The skull is crushed in and appears to have been stepped on or pushed in on intense force."

"Jeeze Bones." Booth muttered under his breath, but silenced as she starred at him.

"Body, number three," she continued on, "An African American female in the age of six to ten months. The sternum is severely damaged by what appears to be a knife. The child appears to have been stabbed, then bleed to death. Body number four, Caucasian male aging from ten to a year. The tibia has been broken on both legs and the fibula looks to be sprained. It appears the child had both legs broken and died from internal bleeding, the red stain supports the theory."

"And what about this one?" Booth asked pointing to the last body, the one she said was over the age of two.

"Body number five." She took a deep breath before continuing, "Caucasian male, around the age of two to five. The radius and ulna on both arms are cut in half, showing the child had the arms cut in half and judging from the way the right humorous is scrapped, the child was alive and tried to defend himself."

"Bones, what would you say we have here?" Booth asked trying to hold back his anger and frustration.

"Zach I need you to clean these bones and keep any form of DNA you might find, label it and place it by the body."

"Bones?" Booth asked trying to get her to answer him.

"I would say we have us a serial killer. Except for the one body, this person is going after children under the age of one."

"Oh my god." A voice could be heard. Booth and Tempe turned to see Angela covering her mouth looking at the five individual bodies.

"Angela?" Tempe whispered walking over to her. "Come on." She took her hand and walked her to her office.

"I'll see you in a few hours, I'm going to go to the bureau and see what they have so far." Booth called out to her as he watched Angela's face, she was flushed and tears ran down her face.

"Ok, call me when you find anything." She called behind her and helped Angela onto her couch. "Ange, are you going to be ok?" she asked not sure how she wanted her to answer.

"Oh my god." She repeated, and then broke down crying.

"Let it all out." Was all Tempe could think to say as she embraced her and rubbed her back.

"Who would do such a thing?" she cried out, her hand reached over and clutched her stomach. "Is my baby going to be safe?"

"Angela, look at me." Tempe said pulling her best friend from her shoulder. The two made eye contact as Tempe made her a promise. "I promise you I will do all I can to help catch this guy before your baby is due. He will be off the streets and behind bars before you know it, ok?"

"ok." she said nodding her head, sure Tempe meant every word of it just by the darkness in her eyes.

"Ok, now. I need to ask a big favor of you. Can you work on the faces of those children and be alright? Or would you like me to get somebody else?"

"I can do it." She said grabbing a tissue from her desk and cleaned her eyes.

"Are you sure?" Tempe asked turning and watching as Zach cleaned the bones and bagged the DNA.

"I'm positive, I would like to be able to say I did something to protect my child." Angela said proudly her hand resting over her stomach as she too watched Zach.

"Your child?" a voice asked from behind them.

Angela's face went white and her eyes widened as the she listened and hoped she heard wrong.

"Bren, please tell me that was you?" she asked dreading to turn around.

"Sorry Angela, but that wasn't me." she said and they both turned to see who had spoken.

"Your child?" the voice questioned again. The owner of the voice stood in the office doorway carrying a file in his hand. "Angela? Bones?" Booth spoke looking form woman to woman.

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